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Max had not expected blaster fire to take down a target like Raze. He had hoped to pin the cretin down, but his hopes turned to dust. His shots and the grenade were blocked, not by fantastical sorcery but by the lifted bodies of Max’s own men. Imperial corpses, uniformed and pockmarked. Raze...

If the Lord Commander’s stoic look didn’t stop him in his tracks, the tightening in the air certainly did. Max rounded, leaping back down from the vehicle and sniffing the air. It was like the acrid scent of chemical bombs, but it had blown in from nowhere and penetrated everything in an...

Max had decided to ride with the heavy armoured contingent forming up on the East Boulevard. He was badgering an intel officer for specifics when the Lord Commander appeared at this side. ”He?” the General repeated, waving the officer away. A moment later his mind arrived at the only logical...

General Max Dram leapt down off the back of the Scorpion tank as it pulled into the main square outside the Old Temple. This was an absolute shit show. Soldiers rushed from every street to form up in the square, the main fighting barely three blocks away. Max spied an Imperial Knight by the...

"Safer from ghosts at least" Max breathed, burying his face in her neck and kissing her skin gently "but I make no promises about me". She looked just the same as he remembered, a pretty little vixen with an edge in those blue doe eyes. Her scent rolled over him and his heart raced a little...

Max smiled, cracking his knuckles in a shameless flex of his biceps. "The castle?" he mused, briefly glancing up at the stone above them. "You think I chose the deployment location for an entire expeditionary unit, arms, armor, men and machine, just because I know you'd like it?". His tone...

GREY CASTLE, MUNTO CODRU 0700 hrs local time Max sat by the fireplace, his large frame draped over a old spindly armchair. The room was one of the few still habitable within the castle. Most of the men Max had brought were barracked in the castle courtyard down below, but a few officers had...

Everything happened rather fast. Astrid seemed to have all she needed from their exchange. Six entered the frame, but was swiftly stolen away. Max was powerless, knowing he could do nothing to intervene. Any overt move would shatter a cover she had spent her life building. He stood...

Astrid seemed rather unmoved by the whole affair at first. Only an arm. Max himself had lost an arm and the experience had struck him to his core. He had emerged stronger, but to lose a part of your original self was no small thing In his experience. Was the Knight so wedded to duty and...

"It's me who has to do the thanking" Max said, slowly relaxing into the booth seat opposite the Knight (@Mr. Teatime ). It felt no better spoken aloud; thanks simply did not cut it. "Well enough" he answered, shaking off his right arm as if to brush away the dull pain "and please, Max is...

General Max Dram sipped his whisky and watched silently from an upper level. He had not gone down there yet, because he still did not know what to say. Max generally always knew what to say. To his superiors, to the men under him, even on a date. He had even found the words to write to so many...

For a few moments as he soared through the air, Max actually believed he might pull it off. He closed with Renfry fast, his blastsword arcing towards her back, primed to slip between the ribs. But even Max could feel the power rippling around the woman as he neared. All it seemed to take was...

She wouldn’t give her name, despite all the persuasive pleasure Max was bringing to bear. Either he was losing his touch or she was even more mentally disciplined than he realised. He made good on his playful threat in return, ploughing on and giving her what they both wanted. It was indeed not...

A sudden crack and rumble above was the only warning Max had and he might have been seriously hurt were it not for Vanya's efforts. He guessed more than knew that their witch defector was the one slowing the falling stone, taking in little but the green shimmer in the air and he leapt and...

Flaunting his credentials did not go entirely to plan, but Max was glad when he at least got the go ahead to enter. The scanner was an issue and Max made a show of straightening his coat and chuntering about the poor reception while he tried to devise a way in. It was then that the scuffle...

The two of them fit together perfectly. There was no awkwardness or uncertainty, just flowing hands and joining mouths. She seemed to anticipate his moves and he equally met hers. She wanted this, same as him. "Oh I don't plead" Max breathed, even as her hand slipped inside his pants. "I...

Max did not have the pulse of the Dark Side to ride, but the sound and feel of finally firing his weapon generated its own thrill. Adrenaline raced through his veins and any residual shock or slowness from the fall melted away. Al-Bashir was injured by the looks of things, but she still had...

Max listened closely to the discussion about resource, casting his eye of the details the vice-president's aide was clutching. The main prize seemed to be unmanned defense satellites for some Imperial-held worlds, a huge boon when they were they were still rebuilding both their fleet and...

It seemed Six was onboard, which was just as well, because she made Max too hot under the collar to stop now. They kissed each other passionately in the semi-darkness of the storeroom, illuminated only by the moonlight through a window. Her little fangs grazed his neck, a mixture of mild pain...

Max hauled himself up. He sensed nothing was broken and felt a wave of relief, indeed he seemed to have taken only a few scrapes from the fall. He threw off the rocks and debris clinging to his uniform, knowing he would feel the bruises tomorrow. He heard Altair's orders to fall back and saw...